I Look at You when I want to connect...
The look i get back isn't always the best..
This hurts my heart; makes me sad...
When I think of what Im used to, it ain't so bad...
I touch you when I want to be touched...
Reciprocity, Is that asking too much?
Action reduces the need for Words.
The former speaks louder is what I heard...
I Spill my guts to You, when I need validation...
Your divided attention , inspires my agitation...
I come to you, when I want intimacy...
I feel like a wall is standing in front of me...
I look in the mirror, searching for a clue...
To continuously realize, Idk what to do...
I want it from You, But It dont come with ease...
Giving it to myself, is becoming a Breeze...
You needed to feel needed, and I honor that...
My effort doesn't feel honored, and this is fact...
I know you're healing, the same as me...
I'm granting Grace and space, so you can see...
I love you, I want you, and i need You...
To nurture us? There's little I won't do...
High Hopes; the future is Divine..
We got this; It's our Time...